"…So this is how it ends,
redefine all your friends
It doesn’t have to be
this way for you or me
You played yourself in front of me
to save yourself some dignity
If you die before you should,
at least you know that’ll you’ll look good
You’ll never be ready for me…”
Fiction gives us empathy: it puts us inside the minds of other people, gives us the gifts of seeing the world through their eyes. Fiction is a lie that tells us true things, over and over.
suddendeathinnorthcarolinasaid: i’ll legitimately kill her. or help you hide the body.
We suspect she’ll die in the next five years. So we’re waiting it out, for now. I’ll let you know if I need your disposal services.